Author: Ben Jonson
Cited by
- Margaret Doody (1)
- IN: The Alchemists (1980) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Surly: The egg's ordained by nature, to that end;
And is a chicken in potentia.
Subtle: The same we say of lead, and other metals,
Which would be gold, if they had time.
FROM: The Alchemist, II, (1612), Play, UK
- Steven Saylor (1)
- IN: Catilina's riddle (1993) Fiction, American
EPIGRAPH: How haue we chang'd, and come about
in euery doome, Since wicked CATILINE went out,
And quitted Rome? One while, we thought him innocent;
And, then accus'd The Consul for his malice spent;
And power abus'd. Since, that we heare, he is in armes,
We thinke not so: Yet charge the Consul, with our harmes,
That let him goe. So, in our censure of the state,
We still do wander; And make the carefull magistrate
The marke of slander.
FROM: Catiline his Conspiracy, act iv: 863–878, (1611), Play, UK
- Chaim Potok (1)
- IN: The Chosen (1966) Fiction, American
EPIGRAPH: True happiness
Consists not in the multitude of friends,
But in the worth and choice.
FROM: Cynthia's Revels, (1600), Play, NULL
- Karen Maitland (1)
- IN: The Owl Killers (2009) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Tell proud Jove,
Between his power and thine there is no odds.
’Twas only fear first in the world made gods.
FROM: Sejanus, (1603), Play, UK
- Elanor Dymott (1)
- IN: Every Contact Leaves a Trace (2012) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Have you seen the white lily grow
Before rude hands have touched it?
Have you marked the fall of the snow
Before the soil hath smutched it?
Have you felt the wool of beaver,
or swan's down ever?
Or have smelt o'the bud o'the brier,
Or the nard in the fire?
Or have tasted the bag of bee?
O so white, O so soft, O so sweet is she!
FROM: The Devil is an Ass, (1631), Play, UK
- Christine Carbo (1)
- IN: The Weight of Night (2017) Fiction, American
EPIGRAPH: Where guilt is, rage and courage doth abound.
FROM: Sejanus his Fall, (1605), Play, UK
- Eliot Warburton (1)
- IN: The Crescent and the Cross: Or, Romance and Realities of Eastern Travel, Volume I. (1846) Non-Fiction, Irish
EPIGRAPH: Ambition, like a torrent, ne'er looks back;
It is a swelling and the last affection
A great mind can put off. It is a rebel
Both to the soul and reason, and enforces
All laws, all conscience; tramples on Religion,
And offers violence to Loyalty.
FROM: Catiline (His Conspiracy), (1611), Play, UK